White Rock
You wave goodbye
Sad eyes as you close it
Looking into the future
The lover on the island
The weak team fighting for you
They don’t have the mind to bring you in
They were there to prop up sentiments
Thinking you will return home
Match makers came
Defending your virtues and your value
In the end the match makers are foreigners
They don’t measure you as a bride
So now you wave goodbye
The truth is hard to swallow
For a country once part of Malaysia
Now Singapore gets her way
Malaysia must not give in any more
The country gets a slap
On her face for not working it well
The small outcrop teardrops gone
Only a remembrance once she was ours
Now Pulau Pisang
Don’t be complacent
Thinking it is ours too
Singaporeans manage the lighthouse
One day we may lose it
So get going before something turning over
We can’t afford to lose any more
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